A week in the life...

Trip Start Jul 22, 2009
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Cousin Debby's

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

How do you go about documenting an amazing life and not have people think you're gloating?

Do people say, "I wish I could live a life like that?"

Or maybe, "What's the magic formula?"

Even, "What about the crap in his life?"

Yes there is some crap in my life, just like every one else, but there's so much more amazingness.

Last Wednesday I arrived back in Thousand Oaks at my cousin Debby's place (OK, husband Bill's place). Park my truck and trailer on the street in front of their house and unload my car and motorcycle. Bill is home and I ask if it's OK to put some of my boxes and containers from the trailer in their garage as I want to put the trailer in storage and get it off the street. With the stuff in the garage I won't be running back and forth to the storage lot for the stuff I need on occasion. No problem. That done I research where the storage lots are and I get in my car to go check some places out.

I'm about to drive away when I'm stopped by a woman in her van driving by. Maria lives a block away and noticed that my trailer has "photographer" printed on it at the rear (see entry 54 for picture). She's an artist, a painter, and would like someone to photograph all her paintings so that she can add them to a website to sell. I give her my business card and say that I'm heading out to find a place to park my trailer but that we can discuss what she wants later. She then states, "Why don't you park it at my place? I live just around the corner."

The following morning I go visit her and we discuss how we can help each other. That afternoon I park my truck and trailer in her yard. It can be there as long as I need it there. Perfect! Maria was a physician in Mexico, is Catholic, has sold many paintings in Mexico, has had numerous showings and is quite sweet. Yes, she is an Angel...in more than one way.

Saturday I went and saw Chase, Debby and Bill's youngest son, play lacrosse. I brought my camera and took numerous shots of the team playing. Sunday I helped Bill, Debby and the kids clean their boat (yacht might be the more appropriate description for some people). They had also purchased new carpeting for it and were going to get an upholsterer to install the snaps that hold the carpet in place. I tell them they can (meaning I could) do it themselves as all they needed was a $2.00 tool from the store. Off to Michael's I went and back a half hour later. The gas to drive to the store probably cost more than the item. So I spent the rest of Sunday and Monday morning installing these snaps on the new carpeting. I now have a very black and blue (and extremely sore) thumb from missing hitting the center punch used in attaching the snaps with the hammer. I was a slow learner in learning, as I was halfway done, when I realized there was a better way of doing what I had been doing. Then it was a breeze and didn't hit my thumb with the hammer once.

On Tuesday I went to the Los Angeles Museum of Art for Chase's school outing. Last week when he brought the permission form home for Debby to sign I told him that if they needed an extra chaperon that I'd love to go.

Today I installed ceiling vents in the trailer. I had noticed that it was getting quite hot in there during the day. Why the manufacturer never installed ventilation I do not know? I spent the day at Maria's cutting 2 holes in the trailer's roof and ended up with a blistered hand from the 60 screws I put in and a very red neck from the blistering sun blazing down on my back.

When I arrived at Maria's she mentioned that she was planning on doing an Art showing at a friend's restaurant sometime in the future to raise awareness and funds for Autism. One of Maria's daughters is autistic. She mentioned that I could join her and do a book signing and display some photos.

I cannot forget to mention that throughout the past week I visited various coffee shops (as if that's a shock to anyone). Those visits do serve a purpose. I do chat and pass out my business cards to those people I meet. One time, as I was getting out of my car, the guy parked next to me was getting into his. The usual question, "What is, What? Is! ?" After a brief explanation I give him my business card. I'm still quite sure, but not 100% positive that the guy was the actor Michael Douglas, you know, married to Catherine Zeta-Jones. That same day as I was driving to and back from that coffee shop I'm also quite sure I saw the actor Ben Affleck from the movie Pearl Harbor and a bunch I haven't really heard of. He was standing by this awesome Ferrari parked by this cigar shop in Thousand Oaks chatting with a couple guys. Was it really him? Maybe, maybe not. Hard to tell when you're driving.

And finally, my final star sighting, Kate Hudson.Daughter of Goldie Hawn. Driving back from the Art Museum I'm quite sure I saw her in her SUV on Wilshire Blvd in Beverly Hills. Knowing where she lives (don't ask me why I know that), it's quite possible it actually was her.

Why is all this important? It's not to most of you. But it is, or will be to me. Only time has the answer.

Think It! Feel It! Live It!

Love to all!

PS. My daughters Alexis & Katrine (and her boyfriend Kyle) arrive for a 10 day visit on Friday. Time to be a tourist. Stay tuned for a summary of our touring.

PPS. Words to live by.

Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase
Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy
Hakuna Matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!
Hakuna Matata! Hakuna--

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy
Hakuna Matata!

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Monique on

Your entry makes me think of the first Insight in The Celestine Prophecy, the one that talks about the building of a critical mass of people who believe in a new world view. You are creating a critical mass of your own of people who's attention you've captured. Once you have your critical mass, sky's the limit for your projects.

Keep going to coffee shops! (was Michael Douglas as short as he seems when standing beside Catherine Zeta-Jones?)

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